Thomas County cat. [volume] (Colby, Kan.) 1885-1891, 1887-06-16

wv all, now, as 10 tnAI, DrOtner Dlti-
Dick, I'm free, white an twenty-one,
an I'm the person to say who shall
come to see me. reckon"
HE shaint come on the place, tell
YOU"
wall, now, brother Bill-Dick. this
place is as much mine as it is yOurn,
an I've got some say-sO."
"Ef ketch him here I'll shoot him.
Bill-Dick exclaimed. She jumped up
from tbs table and slammed the door
as she went out
After dinner Bill-Dick went over to
see old Banks. Nov, old man," said
he, you've got to work this thing
sly. You must slip over when amt
thar, an git out when you see me COM
in. Airter while you an her ken slip
off an git married. How does that tit
you?''
Like suit of corduroy" the old
man joyously exclaimed.
Now, reckon l ken see Anthry,
KANT I?''
mot now. Billie. Wait till l am
married. Don't act foolish" he con-
tinued, noticing the frown on Bill
Dicks face. "Recolleck that l won
nearly hat beef when went to the
last shootin' match"
"Wall, then, old Teller, you'd better
commence to cut your capers right at
once. Tidy might be skittish at fust.
bat pear to be skeered Of me, an she'll
be your friend"
That afternoon the old man went
over to see Miss Tidy. What do you
want here?" she demanded, when he
appeared at the gate.
'Oh, nothin' in purticuler. My
stars, you've got the puttiest chance
of flowers l ever seen. Who takes
kere of them?'
"Ido.''
"You are monstrous smart. You
sartinly cont work in the sun with
them putty-excuse me-han's of
yOurn.
"Say, Mr.. Banks, brother Bill
Dick don't want you to come here"
So I've hearn, but it rests with
you. Yander he comes now, an I
reckon I'd better mosey. Mout l
come over some timer
You mout," she replied.
Bill-Dick pretended to be furious.
II seen the old scoundrel," he an
grily declared, ''an' 1 wush he'd
waited till I got here. B'lieve I'll
take my gun an 60 over an shoot
him."
You'll not do no SIGH Of thing.
It's none of your business if he
does come here, fur he amt pinchin'
you. reckon
g. But great Lawd, Tidy, you amt
thinkin' Of marryin' OF him, I hope.
l don't kcre." Blll-Dick continued, '.if
his uncle did die last week an leave
him a lot of money, don't want to
mix with him as brother-in-law."
But you'd like mighty we'll to
mix with him as son-in-law," Miss
Tidy replied, with a sharp snap.
mo, wouldn't, no such thing. L
did go to see his girl for awhile, but
she's too common for me-
''Bill-Dick, you neenter think that a
suit of corduroy clothes is ever thing
in the world that a person could wish
fur. The Governor of Arkansaw, don't
low has got a stitch of corduroy"
"a good many folks think so or they
wouldn't vote for him." Bill-Dick re-
sponded. But that amt nuthing' here
nur thar, Tidy. Pap allus lowed that
thar was fool summers in the family,
an now my advice to you is not to let
it turn out to be you. I've put a fresh
load of buckshot in my gun, an eff
ketch the old man here agin thar'll be
a hide summers on Terrapin creek that
won't hold shucks."
Bill-Dick strolled away, and, by pre-
vious arrangement, met the old man.
''Gittin' along fust rate, l see, old
man."
Zine as fiddle, Billie
when you think you'll tote her
off?''
Bout Tuesday, Think
''Then I'll be airter Anthry early |
mornin'."
'All right
"Have you told her about it?''
''Oh; yes; explained it up to the
handIe." the old man replied.
''How does she stand the siperation |
from me?''
''Fust rate-hil' up by strong hope,
you know"
Better come round agin to-morrer
evenin'."
The old man went the next evening,
and found Miss Tidy watering her
lowers.
Zine evenin'. Miss Tidy"
mighty fine
"Whar's Bill-Dick?''
Don't know. Do you want to see
him?''
Good Lawd. no. Me an him amt
seein' SO mighty we'll"
''Whut's the trouble?" she asked.